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The silver kunoichi furrowed her brows before she sucked in a deep breath of courage. With building determination she lifted the sturdy cover of the album and pulled it open. Her sensitive sinuses were delighted with the soothing scent of old paper. The first page was blank, except for a small note written at the top of the page. The black ink was in the same script as the front cover.
'The unlikely love story of the genius and the rebel. (I am totally the rebel),' was written in the corner. Underneath it was a small snippet in the same ink, this time it was Sakumo's distinctive hand; 'More like the nerd and the troublemaker-'. The final part of the note looks as if her father's pen had been snatched from him as the ink veered dramatically off of the side of the page. Katsumi snorted at the remnants of her parents' antics.
Obito read the note and laughed, "Sounds familiar…"
The wolf kunoichi let out a breathy giggle as she turned the page over. What looked to be old black and white academy photos were pasted on the first two pages. The pair stared down at the pictures in curiosity before Katsumi pointed her slim finger at one of the girls in the first photo.
"That's Ma… she looks so different!" her usually timid voice was filled with wonder as she made out her mother's defining features. This was the first time Katsumi had ever seen a photograph of her mother's dark hair out of its tight ponytail. Even in the greytones of the old photo she could make out her mother's light eyes and playful grin.
"Hey that's Aunt Mikoto…" Obito pointed to the figure beside Katsumi's mother. The Uchiha girl had her long black hair pinned away from her face. Everything about the way the girl held herself reminded him of the sweet woman that helped to raise him. Though in this photo Mikoto Uchiha had a spark of happiness in her eyes that the male had never seen before.
Katsumi noted the girls' postures and laughed in amazement, "They were friends?" The pair searched the photo for any more familiar faces. Immediately, the wolf kunoichi picked her sensei out of the crowd, even with her crimson hair hidden in the monotony of grey. "Kushina-sensei?"
"Minato-sensei too? Were they all in the same class?" Obito's eyes widened as he spotted a strikingly familiar looking Uchiha boy next to the young Kushina. The boy's choppy black hair and awkward crooked smile shook the observation teen to the core. We Uchihas really do look alike… he shook his head at the thought. He brushed off his uneasy feeling and chanced a glance over at Katsumi.
The radiant kunoichi studied his expression with a smouldering smile. "Are all Uchihas this attractive? Because that's just not fair…" her finger tapped the face of the Uchiha her boyfriend had been staring at intensely. The young boy was the spitting image of Obito, complete with a pair of goggles strapped atop his choppy dark hair.
Obito chuckled at his girlfriend's attempt to distract him from his inner turmoil, "Looks like I'm not the only good looking Uchiha anymore." They danced around the elephant in the room, neither willing to ask the hard questions. Mostly because they knew that even if they did, there were no real answers.
Katsumi snorted at her boyfriend's thick sarcasm before she looked over at the class photo attached to the other page. Her father's mane of silver hair was the first thing she spotted in the sea of colourless faces. "Wow, now that's not fair. Kakashi looks exactly like Pa."
The Uchiha male followed his girlfriend's gaze and gaped at the white-haired boy. "Actually I think you got the good end of the bargain," as he spoke he pointed between her mother and father. "You are a perfect mixture of the two," his hand came up to curl one of her loose ringlets around his finger.
Katsumi blushed hard at his statement before she reached up to pull her mask down. She ran her tongue along her plump bottom lip before she pulled her lips into a dazzling smile. "You think so?" her voice bubbled with excitement. She was thrilled at the thought.
The sight of her beauty knocked the wind from the Uchiha teen as he gaped stupidly at her. "Uhhh…" he failed to create a coherent sentence on his mind. Obito gave up his attempt to think and captured her rosy lips instead.
Katsumi mewled against his mouth as she returned his kiss. The book slid off of her lap and landed on the floor with a dull thud.
Obito pulled back and cupped her now flushed cheek. His gentle thumb swept across the fine pale freckles smattered along the bridge of her nose. "Are you even real?" the teen whispered to himself subconsciously. His girlfriend's superior senses picked up on every quiet syllable.
The wolf kunoichi nodded as she brought her hands up to cradle his face. Slowly and deliberately she placed their foreheads together. Determined to show him how very real she was. Her eyes snapped closed as she felt the warmth of Obito's soul flirt with the sudden connection.
Obito's busy mind ground to a halt as he felt Katsumi's spirit tease his own. His obsidian eyes fluttered closed as he basked in their intimacy.
Satisfied with the depth of their bond, the young woman pulled back and flashed her classic closed-eye smile. She looked down at the album where it lay open on a different page. Staring up at her was a collage of polaroid pictures. Each photo contained a different pose of her father and mother in each others' arms. Some of them were of them goofing around, some showed them lip-locked or flirting. But the one that stood out the most was the photograph in the middle of the page. Sakumo had his forehead resting against his lover's, their eyes closed in tranquil expressions.
"Well damn, I think I should invest in a camera. You know so our kids can get super embarrassed by us too." Obito snickered at the cherry-red blush that spread across his girlfriend's porcelain skin.
"Obi! Don't tease me like that!" she smacked his chest with her palm as embarrassment flooded every inch of her body.
"Who said I was teasing?" he replied with a mischievous smirk.
"Baka!" Katsumi smacked him again before she snapped the album closed. She picked it up and got to her feet, clutching the book to her chest as a defense against Obito's cheeky grin. With an innocent look in her eyes, she pulled her dark mask back into place, her voice conveyed her flustered state, "I-I-I s-should go show this to Kakashi." She began to inch towards the door only for Obito to capture her waist once more and hold her back.
"How about we show him after we get these walls painted, eh? We don't want Bakashi thinking that we were slacking off now would we?" Obito flashed his lover a roguish smile.
Katsumi blinked up at him as he loomed over her. She thought about his words before she narrowed her seaglass eyes in suspicion. But she did really want to decorate her new bedroom, so she let it go. "Yeah, you are right…" her wind-chime tone was music to her boyfriend's ears as she easily complied. She placed the book on the bare surface of her father's desk and skipped over to the paint.
Obito sighed in relief as he let her go before he turned heel to join her. Together they stripped back the old faded wallpaper and began to paint the walls a beautiful shade of light, sky-blue.
They had just started the second wall when Obito felt the urge to use the bathroom. "Uh, stay here, babydoll. I have to pop to the bathroom. I'll be right back," he rested his brush atop the paint lid as he spoke. He placed a chaste kiss on his girlfriend's masked cheek before ducked out into the hall.
In his rush he left the door slightly ajar, but that didn't bother the silver kunoichi at all. She could hear the work being done in the yard as well as Rin's laughter wafting up from below. Katsumi continued her brush strokes without a care in the world. She was content to finish her current task in silence. The teenage girl found herself daydreaming as she filled in the space on the wall. She turned to dip her brush back into the paint only to gasp in fright.
Sitting there with his chubby arms delved deep in the pot was Sasuke. His wide dark eyes fixated on the thick liquid.
When the hell did you get so big? The lightning user wracked her brain for the last time she had seen the little boy before her. It had obviously been a long time. That was until the child began to pull his paint soaked hands up towards his mouth.
"Oh, no! Sasuke-kun, no!" She dropped her brush and scooped the toddler into her arms. Immediately, the child let out a shrill cry as he was lifted from the ground. Katsumi panicked for a second before she set him gently on the floor, away from the tin.
The confused toddler looked up at Katsumi and then back down at himself. His dark eyebrows pulled into a frown as he flailed his arms around, flicking paint all over the kneeling kunoichi. Katsumi just giggled at the boy's endearing expression. Sasuke marveled at her high pitched laugh before his eyes lit up in sudden happiness and he clapped his sticky hands together in excitement. He held his blue arms out above his head and clenched his fists in the air. The small child made a gurgling noise before he formed a simple coherent word. "Up?" came his darling little question.
Katsumi was already wrapped tightly around his little finger. She eagerly picked him up and cradled him instinctively on her hip. The little boy burst into ecstatic laughter at rapid movement before he placed his paint coated hands on Katsumi's dark mask. Shock rolled through the teen before she let out a startled titter.
"Otouto!" Itachi flung the door open and gasped at the strange scene before him. His fussy younger brother hated being manhandled, so seeing him comfortable in the silver kunoichi's arms was a total shock. This girl was just full of surprises.
Sasuke turned towards the voice and pulled his hands from Katsumi's mask to clutched in Itachi's direction. "Weddel!" the toddler called out to his older brother in excitement.
Katsumi snorted at the juvenile nickname before she held the kid out for his sibling to take.
Itachi plucked Sasuke from her hands and frowned at the mischievous child, "I told you to stay still."
Obito popped into the doorway and groaned in frustration, "Itachi-kun, why the-" He took note of the tiny handprints of his lover's face mask and Sasuke's matching blue hands. "Oh… Sasuke-kun, you little rascal! I don't know if Katsumi appreciates her new mask design," he glanced over at the female twin and flashed a teasing flirtatious smile. "Though I have to say it looks good on you, babydoll."
Katsumi's shoulders shook with silent laughter, her mind still stuck on the childish name Sasuke had called his brother. Once she pulled herself together she signed, 'Weddel? That's hilarious!' It was then that she noticed Itachi had dirt coating his arms and grass on his black pants. She heard boisterous laughter from downstairs.
Obito snickered at his younger cousin before he tried to distract the curious silver kunoichi, "It's because his mother calls him little weasel when no one is around." The mocking voice Obito did was disturbingly accurate to Mikoto's lilting tone.
Itachi's eye twitched in irritation as he glowered at the older teen. Sasuke took advantage of his brother's distraction and slapped his wet blue hand right between his eyes. The young couple snickered in unison as Itachi sighed in vexation.
"Naruto-kun, come back here!" Shisui's distinctive voice cried out from the lower floor followed by rapturous laughter from multiple females below.
The broad Uchiha teen spread his arms to block the doorway. Obito gave his girlfriend a sheepish smile before he spoke, "You don't want to go down there."
His actions caused Katsumi to snap to attention, his blockade a silent challenge. The skilled kunoichi smirked at the males before she darted backwards to the sliding door. With little effort, she slipped outside into the cool evening and leapt over the balcony railing. She flew gracefully through the air and landed in the freshly-cut grass with a light thud. Kami that was fast! the young woman thought to herself as she marveled at the freshly landscaped yard. The bamboo fence was now free of weeds and the soil in the garden was turned, ready to be planted. Nostalgia hit her hard as she stared at their restored family yard.
"Katsumi-senpai, falling from the sky is a good look for you," Shisui chuckled, struggling to keep hold of the struggling toddler in his arms. He stood in the back doorway holding a squirming Naruto. Dirt coated his clothing and skin, evidence of his hard work.
Katsumi stared at her friend in awe. 'You did all this?' the kunoichi signed in wonder.
The curly-haired sharingan user shrugged as he tried to control the fussy child. "It was a team effort," his tone was laced with a mixture of amusement and frustration.
Kakashi joined Shisui in the doorway and called out to his twin, "I knew that loser couldn't hold you much longer! And why are you covered in paint?!"
"Hey! It's Itachi-kun's fault!" Obito hollered from the balcony above.
Katsumi rolled her heterochromatic eyes and made her way onto the porch. As she got to the backdoor the young men moved out of the way so that the silver kunoichi could enter. Kakashi closed the door to keep the warmth inside, the shock evident on his sister's features made all the hard work worth it.
The silver-haired kunoichi's heart stuttered in her chest as she saw the cute decorations her friends had hung around the room. She noticed her favourite motherly pair flitting around in the kitchen. Mikoto placed the meal onto plates as her red-haired best friend dumped the pan in the sink.
Kushina spotted her apprentice and made a beeline for her. "How is my gorgeous student today?" her voice was full of emotion as she wrapped her strong arms around the wolf kunoichi, ignoring the mess on her clothes. "Recovering well?" She pulled back and ruffled the teen's silver ringlets.
Katsumi nodded frantically at her sensei as she stepped away. Though it was difficult for the anxious kunoichi to process the overwhelming amount of attention. But she pushed through her discomfort to relish in the tender moment. 'What is all of this?' she signed openly as her loved ones gathered around her.
Obito ran down the stairs and joined his comrades in the front room. Itachi rounded the corner, his forehead now clean of paint. Sasuke was content in his brother's arms, a dirty rag clutched in his tiny sky-blue hands.
"It was Rin-chan's idea," Kakashi chimed in as he examined every different emotion that flashed across his twin's expressive mismatched eyes.
"We wanted to help you settle in, senpai!" Shisui chortled at the shell-shocked look on her face. He finally set the blond child down on the floor. Itachi placed his brother down next to the other toddler, his sharp eyes fixed on the troublesome pair. He was determined to not let Sasuke stray from his sight again.
"It's the least we could do," Mikoto spoke up as she joined her son's and scooped her baby into her arms. She cleaned his little hands and let out an enchanting laugh. Sasuke clapped in reaction to his mother's giggle.
"Yeah, Katsumi-chan! This is our way of saying welcome home!" Rin exclaimed as she ran over to the wolf kunoichi and she hugged her timid friend with all her might.
Katsumi stiffened for a moment before she melted into her adorable friend's embrace. She rested her chin on the medical kunoichi's shoulder and revelled in the aura surrounding her. It's good to be home…
Late one cold winter night, Obito heard a knock at his front door. The tired teen peered through the peephole before he grumbled in annoyance. He pulled the door open and stared down at the stoic face of his younger cousin. "Itachi-kun, why are you bothering me at this hour?" The older Uchiha male immediately sensed the tension in Itachi's eyes.
The long-haired Uchiha heir raised a lone eyebrow before he spoke, "Father wants to see you."
Obito bristled at the mention of his domineering uncle. "Give me a break, it's almost midnight!" The teen boy sighed at his cousin's cold unwavering expression before he grabbed his winter coat. He locked the door behind him as he fell into stride beside the aloof preteen.
"It's bad, cousin. Very bad," Itachi's tone remained monotone even though his dark eyes reflected his inner worry.
Obito swallowed the lump in his throat before he grit his teeth in a grimace. "Oji-sama is always angry with me over something or another. I'm surprised it took this long for him to summon me."
They arrived at the main household and made their way straight through to Fugaku's office. Mikoto watched the boys pass by with concern, as she carried on her late night chores. Her husband calling upon anyone at this hour was never a good sign, but the fact that it was Obito he summoned had her stomach twisting into knots.
Obito steeled himself for the worst as he tapped once on the wood.
"Enter," beckoned Fugaku's sharp tone.
The Uchiha teen ventured into the clan leader's office alone. Itachi slipped the door closed behind his cousin with a click. Fugaku sat behind his desk with paperwork neatly piled in front of him. The martinet man's stern jaw was set in an unyielding frown. His cold calculating eyes followed the teenager as he came to stand before him.
"Do you have any idea the trouble you have caused? Or how much damage you have inflicted on the Uchiha's reputation with your selfish behaviour?" the head of the Uchiha clan wasted no time with pleasantries. Instead he chose to tear into the seventeen year old without mercy. "First you give away your sharingan as if it was ever your right to do so," the menacing adult shot the orphan a repulsed look.
Every word bounced off of the thick mental walls that Obito had built up over the years. Each time Fugaku stripped him down for his failures growing up he vowed to ignore the pompous old tyrant even more. Obito sucked in a deep breath as he opened his mouth to speak, only to be cut off by his uncle.
"Then you have the audacity to violate my direct orders and give an engagement pendant to that inferior outsider. You are a disgrace to the Uchiha name. If you expect to be treated like one of the elite then you must learn to respect our traditions. You will not cross the blood of the powerful with scum like that," Fugaku spat as waves of intimidation rolled off of him.
Something inside Obito snapped as he glared murderously at his arrogant uncle. "Fuck you and your rules! Clearly, I'm not part of the main bloodline anyway, so just leave me out of this old people's peer pressure," he replied with a snarl.
"Fine. If that is how you act, so be it." Fugaku stood from his desk and scowled at his nephew's insolence. "You are after all just an unwanted bastard child," he emphasised every syllable of the unscrupulous insult. "Get out of my sight."
"With fucking pleasure," Obito hissed as he turned his back on the elder and stormed from the office. His stomach churned with outrage as he left the house without even so much as a backwards glance. This wasn't the first time that Fugaku had cut the foundling down to the core. Yet no matter how many times he told himself that his words didn't matter, they haunted him in his darkest hours.
Itachi stopped him on the path just outside of the building. Obito let out an infuriated growl, "I am not in the mood for, 'I told you so's' Itachi-kun. Let me be a failure somewhere else."
Itachi opened his mouth to reply before the cousins both heard the beginnings of a heated argument erupting from within the house. Fugaku's shouts were muffled by the exterior walls, followed by the sound of Mikoto's wrathful yells.
Both males blanched at the fight that permeated from inside before Obito finally spoke up, "Does this happen every time?"
Itachi returned his worried glance before he shook his head, "It's not just you, Obito-san. This happens every night. It is becoming exponentially worse each time."
The shouts continued to fill the stiff night air. Though the words were incoherent it was clear that the couple were having a quarrel over what had occurred moments ago.
"Man, that guy is a dick," the older Uchiha whispered down to his companion. Obito shoved his hands in his pockets to keep his frosty hands warm.
It was clear that Itachi was hesitant to speak ill of his father. The younger shinobi stood there in contemplation, his obsidian orbs fixed on Sasuke's bedroom window.
Obito noticed his lingering gaze and nudged his cousin with his elbow. "Go look after Sasuke-kun. I'm a big boy, I can take care of myself," his voice came out in puffs of steam.
Itachi nodded in thanks before he made his way back inside. Determined to protect his little brother from the domestic dispute happening inside his home.
Obito wanted to run into the house and deal with his uncle himself. But he knew that it wasn't the time to start more trouble, considering this was his fault in the first place. With a heavy heart, he turned his face away and began to meander home. His heart ached for the love of a family, even if it was a warmth he never felt. With sorrow in his stride, he decided to go and visit the one person he knew truly loved him.
Katsumi was a glowing light in the oppressive darkness of his wartorn world. Her unshakable faith in him never failed to chase away the suffocating shadows of his self-doubt. The thought of his gorgeous girlfriend's innocent smile reminded him why he snapped so hard in the first place. No one talked about his soulmate like that, not even the head of his clan. And Obito didn't care if he had to walk away from everything he held dear. As long as he had Katsumi by his side, he could conquer the world.
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